Yoga Tradition

Bhuvaneshwari’s beauty is often mentioned. The famous Tantrasara treaty describes her as a woman of beauteous face, outlined by the weighty hanging curly hair resembling a swarm of black bees. She smiles kindly with her large warm, radiant eyes, her high straight nose and fully red lips. Her firm breasts are smeared with…
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Bhuvaneshwari supports all worlds with the beings and things characteristic to them, in a gesture of perpetual “blossoming” of Creation - the nature of her own Self. From this point of view, she resembles Great Cosmic Power Tripura Sundari. In other words, we may state that Bhuvaneshwari practically represents the entire…
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In the four Hindu Vedas, Bhuvaneshwari is known as Aditi, namely the divine Cosmic Mother, infinite and undivided, the origin of all there is, primordial matrix, space. Light itself is born inside of her and this is why she is mother to the Sun and to the solar deities bearing her name (aditya-s). Bhuvaneshwari creates space…
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Bhuvaneshwari (or Buvanesi as she is also called in certain areas in India) is the fourth Great Cosmic Power in the Hindu tantric pantheon. This Great Cosmic Power is worshipped as the Great Goddess protecting all worlds of Manifestation. Actually this attribute of the goddess is symbolized by her very name, meaning the…
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I already had a questioned ready that I was hesitating asking even if it was very important for me in that moment: how can we overrun our discouragement? I hardly formulated that question in my mind when Yoga Swami answered instantaneously. “Let us see what discourage is, first. No doubt you want to say pessimism, right? Pessimism…
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Our very interesting conversation was interrupted by a man who entered the hut. He was a passionate disciple, apparently. He entered, lit a candle and put some jasmine flowers on the ground; furthermore, he prostrated on the cold cement before embracing Yoga Swami’s feet full of adoration. Yoga Swami cried with revolt: “Idiot!…
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After breakfast, Yoga Swami asked us to keep the banana peels as they were to be given to the cow. He called the cow that was grazing in the garden. The cow entered the hut and he offered the peels with love. In the end, the cow licked his hand and wanted to sit on the ground. Yoga Swami gave her the last peel and then said…
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It was a wonderful fresh and quiet morning, except the cracking the breeze produced while touching the tall and slender palm trees. We walked in silence and completely transfigured on the narrow and dusty streets of the town. Yoga Swami lived somewhere in a small hut that was especially built for him in the garden of a house in…
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I had already walked a long distance on Colombo beach. The fishers in the area pushed their boats on the sand in a hurry before the son went down in Dehiwala. Their screams and baskets full of fish seemed to trouble the majestic and enigmatic serenity of that evening, which appeared to be more silent that usually. I quickly went…
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Although I heard about Yoga Swami, there were some motives that held me back from visiting him, until the moment I saw him. Firstly, back then, I have to admit, I did not have any financial possibilities to pay for my train ticket to Jaffna, that is in the northern part of Ceylon; secondly, I considered I had to find God or…
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